Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1749 Bitter Fruit (Thirty-Eight)

Do you only cheat outsiders?

Although Fu Qian didn't think that Dorian made this choice out of any particular nostalgia.

"The locals can't be transformed into puppets that way?"

Don’t forget that the identity of indigenous people is specifically mentioned in the conditions of shelter.

Their meaning to Akons is obviously different from that to outsiders.

Therefore, in Fu Qian's opinion, this differential treatment is more likely to be limited by objective conditions.

"Yes... I can imitate them based on my own observations and make puppets directly. The puppets will even have some connection with the real people, but the dream has no effect on them. It is just an ordinary dream."

Sure enough, Dorian confirmed this instantly, and it even sounded like he had obviously tried it before.

"I see. What about that?"

Without making any moral comments, he just pointed his chin out the window.

Although it was now daylight outside, he believed that this transcendent from Akons fully understood what he meant.

"It... I'm actually not sure if it's real."

Dorian did not disappoint, not only did he understand, he even responded quickly after a moment's thought.

It’s a pity that compared with ordinary people, his answer as an observer at a higher level was much more vague.

"I do feel more than most people through my dreams, but because of that I can confirm that some people's disappearances were not attacks, they just disappeared."

"As for the screams and such, I believe you can also see that there are few sane people here?"

Dorian looked at Fu Qian and bluntly expressed his pessimism about the current situation in Cold Mountain.

"That's true."

Fu Qian recalled his experiences along the way and agreed with this view.

"It's not surprising for a group of people like this to do some weird things."

Dorian sneered and changed the subject the next moment.

"Of course, at the same time, there are some exceptions among them who seem to have suffered horrific torture before disappearing."

"But even so, I have never really seen an 'it'. I can only roughly summarize some rules - special, strict rules."

"For example, they only appear at night, never enter a room, torture their targets for a long time before killing them... and leave no traces when day comes."

"Also, they never appear in my dreams on their own initiative."

……

It's really magical.

Although Dorian's description was a little abstract, it was easy for Fu Qian to understand the reasons why he came to such a conclusion.

Sometimes the more information you have, the less likely you are to make judgments.

He comes and goes without a trace, his true face has never been seen, his actions are brutal and at the same time inhumane, he is indeed an elusive existence.

There is a small problem though.

"But it should have appeared passively in your dream more than once?"

He blinked before paying.

The skillful and careful induction behavior in the healing dream would never be the first time.

And I believe that most people would not be as uncooperative as I am.

"Yes."

Dorian confessed his actions. "Then the design I saw this time was quite specific, and even the weapon had a name - Origami. I don't think you gave it that name, did you?"

Recalling the appearance of the man taking a bath in ashes, Fu Qian continued to ask.

"Of course not... I'm not capable of that level of induction yet. The only concept I can give is the terrifying monsters roaming in the dark night of Akons."

He couldn't help but look up. Even in this situation, Dorian still couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

"But what you mentioned is indeed a special point. Given such vague information, everyone I shared the dream with imagined the same image. There is no difference at all."

The sense of smell displayed by the other party clearly made him dare not hide anything.

"This does make me more suspicious. It really exists. Our actions are like calling it, allowing some of its power to be projected in."

"Although no one has communicated with it before you..."

……

"Reasonable inference."

Although the previous information was not detailed enough, considering the huge psychological pressure on Dr. Dorian, Fu Qian certainly would not care about it.

And it can be seen that he himself has given some thought to this issue.

Although it can only be regarded as a detail and cannot absolutely prove anything.

But the results of imagination from completely different dream subjects are so consistent. There must be a reason for thinking about it, and the projection theory makes sense.

"You can't be part of this process?"

Of course, I didn't forget to confirm the details before paying.

"No, this is indeed my dream, but my form of existence is very special. It's like I can only manage but not participate. All actions need to be carried out through other characters."

Dorian readily admitted.

"I see. I have one more small question. What if I really get killed in my dream? I wouldn't be lucky enough to wake up, would I?"

"No... the dream will start over again, without the previous memory, but will inherit the previous fear."

……

No wonder he has the reputation of a miracle doctor, this treatment plan is truly perfect.

Death is no escape, it can only make everything start from the beginning, with the fear of being slaughtered.

No matter how strong one's will is, it can be crushed by such experiences again and again, making one long for that embrace even more.

It makes sense. Besides, with the help of Dr. Dorian, we can finally draw a picture of Akons.

  But there is a very important question here - it seems that the real work has not been advanced at all?

It seems that I didn't get any essential benefits from this treatment?

Can breaking through the boundaries help me truly touch Akons' opportunity?

It is true that many incredible things appeared in the dream, some of which were even comparable to the status of gods.

But just like what was said in it at that time, their existence itself is still not transcendent, but just a reflection of the chaotic reality.

The white-faced man, who was highly expected by both Dorian and himself, finally showed up after much anticipation, but his performance was terrible.

Not only was his rank far inferior to those before him, he even couldn't bear the pressure and exploded to death just as he tried to develop a little bit of his inner potential.

To sum up, at first glance, all the efforts I have made from the beginning of the mission to now seem to be just proving that the mission is unsolvable.

No matter how hard he tried, it seemed that he would be trapped in this parallel universe of self-entertainment until the moment of failure.

Is this really the case? Of course not, the failure prompt hasn't even appeared yet.

In a pseudo-desperate situation, you might as well try some pure logical reasoning that goes against human nature.